Through The Cracks, by P-Tree & Bank$

Through The Cracks

by P-Tree & Bank$

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1.	Peer Through The Cracks 05:23	lyrics	buy track
[P-Tree] Who do you think that you are Fucking with me leaving me with some scars Sucking like leeches the color like bleach does Under the bleachers you creatures belong Had to go through it for long Silver lining now I’m strong Slick lying and conniving frauds Not divisive on anything my mind is on now That’s the type of love I got now Type to leave you all hollowed out Not for me I just wanna play it in key Rather than be negative and somber like a cloud Worth more than a key or a pound You can’t continue to fuck up my ki Working on every last inch of my sound There’s nothing left you could actually see Unless you’re looking through the cracked concrete Footage permitted by special request All your old views past obsolete Better to open your mind to what’s next Better believe I’m coming for your neck Better for me to not to wonder what if Better than cheaters who got no allegiance Bleeding me dry till I’m sweating and heaving [Together] Better to be me [Bank$] You can’t see the vision You can’t seem to keep me out your mouth Hopefully the taste is bitter Let them try to be me Let them thrive I’m not greedy You can’t shine like my B.B. Dilated why stay I’m not needed My patience thinner than a damn junkie On the block tweaking Need a rock treatment Weaken him bleed me You couldn’t be me no Listen I breathe these flows You couldn’t reach me no I’m still coping you can see through to my soul Gotta race the clock you’ll never know Tense yet impressively Did it on my own Without you right next to me You never brought out the best in me They’re always missing the point they’re dull Mad at how bright we glow Doubt a young white boy no Stay from around me oh Shaking the ground we grow Break through the cracks we show Beauty intensively treasure these roads Never bend crumble or fold Never been one to let go of shit I pick up my thoughts like Marigolds [P-Tree] Hope you fucking with it Or it make you cock suckers stop Fucking with us On the block with a clear shot To a better spot better image Restoration of a vintage vehicle Generation definitely meaningful In the center where we be into gold Got them screaming for more With their cheeks on our testicles Ear to the beat Know I don’t fear what I hear in the streets Go on the feel and repeat 'til I’m eased Reap off the reel and delete the disease I’m P-Tree I just be me Not ducking these fucks or polices Bank$ reupping to double the cheeses Dump the funding to what we believe in Breathe with me [Together] I’ll be becoming a star While you’ll be watching me making my art Leaving the demons all out in the yard Can’t let them rock with me While you’ll be copying I’ll still be topping Everything on top of my chart Medicine is what I put in these bars Let it heal them if they’ll steady their arm Put the needle in Put the needle on the record Listen to the treasure That we cleave apart Leaving our mark Add some pressure Bleeding can resolve the issues If you’re not afraid of scars Please stay modest it gets hard We’re synonymous with robbing and playing guitar Most of the days in the dark Grown from the ways of the parts that we start in Hosting some pain press play what we bargain [Bank$] Pardon our mistake might have to hit replay Just to hear what we say you’re retarded Pull up and I park in the most inconvenient spot We don’t knock we just barge in Focus the target (We’re not trying to fit in the margin) We’re not trying to fit in the margin You need to read into us a little deeper We’re real artists (Fuck what they’re talking) Fuck what they’re talking [P-Tree] Close to the place we departed Closed off from taking control Hope that you stay for the show Hoping you ain’t just plotting Dope if you’d play what we wrote Turns out their ways were the strangest They’d play what we’d make ‘em And hang with us what we don’t know Is that they were faking their praises And taking advantage The traitors were stealing my hoe damn
2.	You'll Never Know 02:11	lyrics	buy track
[P-Tree] They said I couldn’t make it through the grates To meet the greats without becoming fake But that’s the way they seem to’ve stayed Hats to any rapper Staying off of capping Know I’m clapping for you I’m not talking bout a fade or just talking at you [Bank$] Stop it There ain't talking there ain't no debate I make the pussy walk the plank If it's taking too much from my plate I can't feed you I know what serves me I don't need you You don't want no problems With these prophets Nonsense [P-Tree] P starts and he’s off remarks reconsidered Sweethearts to my face evil thoughts when I’m not with ya Keep barking we dodging cases and staying living So thankful we brought some eighths to distribute Since you ain’t contribute [Bank$] You can do the work and I'll reel in the profit Drop it I don't got no job but baby I ain't boxed in I'm a monster Divine I'm at the altar Dripping blood across your promises You have no honor You won't ever prosper [P-Tree] I’ll continue clipping you down Like get crops get chopped With you ops it’s not a contest It’s nonsense [Bank$] If he clipping crop I'm here to watch the coin collector No competition No slipping up I getting all commission [P-Tree] Treat these boys like my socks The way I’m ripping em off Constantly on the offensive Subsequently start an issue [Bank$] Who’s starting problems Nah say it in the past tense Cause whenever someone start some shit We end it quick Before it's addressed [P-Tree] I’ll be flipping problems into charged checks Cigars flexed and hard sex With large chested spectacles [Bank$] You see the team we all blessed Don't start testing Won't bark Leave ya dog breathless And part recklessly [Together] Don’t act like you’re in a thug life Don’t act at all basketball tall you’re bug height Don’t act ratchet and stall like a deer when a car bout to hit it When you hear the call of your name from a real fucking hitter [P-Tree] Don’t even give me no bullshit I’ll pull it right Only if I have to and I might have to tonight You’ve endangered your life By spitting lies no surprise Life his feet to his eyes Whisper goodbye
3.	Lames 02:37	lyrics	buy track
[Bank$] The Ends don't always justify the means When you got mouths to feed It's me sitting in the apple tree It's me take me where the cash will be That's me in the back Probably with a stash Sitting cozy taking dabs with Tree [P-Tree] That’s me I spit happily Bash in your face rapidly Tackling anything that comes between me and my stack of green Accurately snatch your cap off It’s so natural to me To make scraps out of tacky actors capping at me [Bank$] Why you acting like I'm not at the the top of the link Banking heavily I dogged some felonies And came right back to the ring Step up Pepper him up Send him back where he came I can't change him If he test me he'll remember my name That's all I'm saying [P-Tree] Beat him until he’s black He was white when we started Rip him apart Like he was a cardigan Slice him and carve his skin If we fight I’m dissolving him Knock his lights out it’s darker than dim He’s barking up the wrong tree P-tree is awfully grim [Bank$] Awful trim job on the package Leads to profits slimming down and I can't have that shit You got a knack for bad habits Right and wrong why can't you grasp it? Put my duffle in the back And watch the questions that you asking Let me get some shit like that again I'm flying out and crashing [P-Tree] Once you let him loose ain’t no talking to him Expect a Bruce sized beating ain’t no walking again It’s often they pretend to be friends They act friendly and then They tend to backstab and act like you did it to them Open the hatch cause the villain is in edit the map and give credit to him what’s in my trunk [Bank$] Shut up bitch don’t go tell your friends This for your pockets cop it cheap and go sell it to them [P-Tree] Give up the cash cause that’s what the villain said Don’t make me crack open the back of your head [Bank$] Fuck with my bread it get messy he dead Slip up with my dog and he fetch Tree go get him he next Sick em and sever his head
4.	Running In Reverse/Enemy Felled 03:56	lyrics	buy track
[P-Tree] Ayo I’m running in reverse Rubber necks turn their heads To check me As I’m blowing herb I’m on a quest too festive As I clip a curb Up on the net protest to presets That rejects affect enough to reverb [Bank$] Sun's out We out Hot summer day Rubber melted on asphalt Tires screeching loudly Sharp metal at my waist Momma ain't ya proud Moved at least 300 pounds To leave the ground Ascended but still tend to stay around it Because none of my brothers are rich yet and some are in the ground Some in the can If I knew the din number I'd have his commissary jumping all year Another stitch in the fabric that's fraying Put it on my grandmother she'll fix it This life is dangerous. Everclear double boiled on the stove Forever clear vision old And full of wisdom how we bout to grow Couple trips to the store smoking dope I need a pint Andy Capps or Chester's Whatever soothes my soul My Pack of ports make me nauseous My mental make me cautious Back then couldn't ride my bike past the corner Now we getting lost I done seen the whole country but ain't nothing like the croft Sidewalk chalk and walking too the park Mini football games where violence always seemed to spark Violators rolling papers with the grabba car in park Let's see how many of these motherfuckers we could rip apart Ain't no nerf wars no more and it ain't time for barking Put your gun up or get parked you got options Quit the coughing [P-Tree] And the flossing Why y’all got so much to say But nothing to enforce it All you other rappers are fake But we’re the most remarkable I know that sounds cliche But when it’s meant impossible for us to shine We got left in the dark and now we gotta off you goodbye Let it be known I’m never home but back from my wander Moving each step shown I get so much stronger Proving each guess wrong the longer I’m set forward They wanna lower the bet but I’m dead focused Cause I used to be hopeless and I couldn’t get going Everybody noticed yet nobody did nothing Cause they’re all just soulless All obliged With sowing their own lies Until redemption serves them pies Just what they deserve No great dessert Your name’s a curse You fake serpent Take this verb Murder No further conversation Premeditated altercation Left you fate-less That’s my confirmation That you’ll be laying in a pond of Satan’s You’ll be wishing you’d have prayed son And I’ll be shitting on your grave while I’m famous [Bank$] Stainless steel I see the blades appeal When it's getting real Leak him stain and steal Income ain't enough and we all got bills And some pain instilled But we paying em still We've been trained too feel No emotion overdose em press them pills Comatose is in the deal They didn't mean too kill em but they sell it still And they gon snort it still they just tryna feel something Anything would be enough man Junkies on the left Hundreds and Jumpman's Cause I'm within my rights I don't need too fight I'm a man and I know whats mine I got too much time for petty rank Nor crimes that don't serve me. I know all of these lies that you've made They could never hurt me As for all of the ties I've made Arrivederci. I pray that one day I can kill you personally. [P-Tree] Stepped stressing off the loop of life The best repping the eight in the booth Improving your mood on the mic Depth truth and sweat tears blood and death from this life I still rep it as mine I feel breath all the time They threat but I’m destined to shine [Bank$] We next P they lying We on top Don't matter who attest to it they couldn't do this shit if they tried Let em smile in your face homie [P-Tree] Thank you thank you far too kind I hate you still And part my mind From all you types who change up depending on who’s around depending on those around you But not dependable Like how can I count on you When all you do is flake on me And fake for me A lake of mistakes being around you Hate showed me to a different place I’m living a different way
5.	The Very News 02:27	lyrics	buy track
Stop Make an easier way All of them thots Could’ve asked me to stay That doesn’t mean that I’ll actually wait You’re just hole made for passing my day If I’m just an asshole get out of my place Hop from the hassle if that is the case I know that you think that I’m the shit I think you’re lame Cause every day I get reminded of all of the animosity I’m blamed for and you made All of the bullshit games that you played All of the good times too All of the bad times more proof Of the scary truth Like a hairy fruit I couldn’t stand the very news That I never even got to meet the real you Everyday Everyday I think of all the stupid ways That you got caught up in my brain [Bank$] Everyday everyday When I'm passing I'm ashamed Of all this damage I sustained But not today yeah today See today I feel great In every way Still no fronting though if you want it gotta pay I've had hard times I'm dense as fuck boy I don't break See I'm okay I'm still okay I break the bank My name is bank$ They call me dank out in the 8 That's where we stay Me solace tree and Tony that's the gang Catch me on Falmouth with something in my drank Might have something tucked I always keep the blade Poke him up I'm smoking cake We smoking runtz we getting baked Out on the porch and serving trays I roll one up we hit the torch and pass away Torch my brain Everyday
6.	Newer Level 04:54	lyrics	buy track
[Hook] Crime it can get you what you want Crime it can get you what you want Crime it can get you what you want You can’t come taking what’s mine but I’m taking what you bought Play it smart cause the crime pays but it can take it all Bullets spraying out that iron let it stick to them like darts [P-Tree] P-Tree’s deep from the heart Melodies and speaking art Seventies drums to take apart Selling these hums Till I reach sum’n I’ll just keep runnin’ Getting far Not easy to start But even harder to get me to stop Got weakened armor then pray to God I’ll leave and you won’t It’s as easy as that I’m taking your phone Your keys and your hat I’m hitting home On Apple Maps Then use your Face ID to find your home Where I take the rest then I [Bank$] Find your stash Burn ya pad and leave you assed out Damn I want it bad Earned in in fact Piled up I'm not gentle Hell I've been through On a new level Cause the crime pays for my essentials [P-Tree] I don’t wanna want And I don’t wanna wait for what I want Don’t want a bottle a day Don’t wanna worry bout pay Just wanna make great stuff Or even not so great But what I gotta do today To get myself a bouquet Filling up my suitcase Can’t forget my tothpaste Or my lucky shoelace I used as a belt for to many days My new intentions melt my old foolish ways The truth is that all of the lies that build the tension up Should’ve been the truth in the first place That’s the reason that you’ve had worse days And that’s the reason people fuck other inmates So as you reap what does that indicate The lack of love will reciprocate [Bank$] I am no socket I am the extension of power Stripping these plugs I've got plenty of outlets I fit the pockets and weigh my options meticulously Intensively seeking intent Retention of bad intentions lead to recession Plenty weapons death round the corner no lessons learned Testing again why so eager wait your turn Bridges burn way to quickly Miss me the fake praise Strange ways you demons try to sit with me Let it resonate reason with me Am I to blame for everything you take and hold onto to dearly Oh but fuck how I'm feeling Meditate I levitate and break ceilings Medicate celebrate the day I'm still living May we wake to see another my children Please save us lord willing [P-Tree] Ain’t much of a place for us to be But we still in deep Where we’ve grown feelings Hate to see it but the rough real Nothing free We just seen some more killings Angered by it anchored in it easy Reasons stacking up why I’m depressed Daily feeling like a fucked deal on me But everybody got their own mess Everybody got opinions Till you hit the point where you got no decisions It’s pointless to balance improper conditions At least it can feel like it is Like why should I go give the doctor a visit When I got no meat in my fridge I guess I’ll be hitting a lick [Hook] Crime it can get you what you want Crime it can get you what you want Crime it can get you what you want You can’t come taking what’s mine but I’m taking what you bought Play it smart cause the crime pays but it can take it all Better focus on a higher way to break your fall Better focus on a crime it can get you what you want Crime it can get you what you want
7.	Mattress Seams 05:10	lyrics	buy track
[P-Tree] Pushing back the date I have to drop the date I’ll wait until I’m ready Well I’m never ready Maybe February Holds my album release Secretly I know the time And no one mimes my mind One of a kind kid Find this Sweep it under rugs and shrug The drugs up in my system Piss em out into a cup And hand it to judge Oh fudge I guess I’m going in this bitch For five for six years Jury of my peers Convinced That my conviction Was correct decision My erection begs opposing questions Phallic opposition Catholic politicians Act like I’m a goblin I’ve been tripping off the lucy tabs Since juicy blasted in my Buick classic Bastards act like you’ve been asking To remove my proof of tactic Anticlimactic assassins Seems so attracted To practically anything that they can grasp I have the strap in the back you see Acting rapidly Thought that you could blast Facts were backwards patently Mad cadavers stacked Like racks in mattress seams [Bank$] We getting high trip the rav And drooling in class Ain't no books in my bag Just a pen plenty grass A couple xans and they cracked Crushed up to melt my brain In cellophane From my cigarette package Baggage fog up the days in which I need to be active Just lend me some slack Trapped in my thoughts and can't grasp them The loop and loop never deterred no distractions Actions speak louder than words that's what I learned in my passing White walls are good for staring when you can imagine Anything could happen Open minds lead to perspective changes Light bulbs flicker now that you've been absent Lumps in my mattress from fucking you good and beating it on average Two times a day at least You cum bucket I bagged it Ain't no need for some sadness When I'm still walking and laughing Tracking the progress I practice my passion Passively passing out bags of some grass ain't no lacking Plaque on my teeth brushing needed two times a day at least If not then you nasty Like this song we really on this shit flossing are average shit You couldn't match the kid if you packing shit you're rhyming is bad And it's sad I attract immaculate actors Let em corner me tryna subtract from my story They cap in they raps I rank em some bastards pretenders Let em fend for themselves if they making a racket Damn we some gods yall are fodder Got 1's and 0's for problems I'll honor the roster as long as we a part of it You're simply a joke in this craft We packing our bags and taking off like it's some magic Oh shit yall really some actors not factors in this game that we've mastered Go pray to the pastor You'll need it kid I've seen some shit I ain't speaking on that's tragic Peak through the cracks man P where we at Can't the motherfuckers cap man
8.	Crap Game 04:01	lyrics	buy track
[P-Tree] Life is Accept the enigma The best times are when I’m chilling with my best friends Live in effect no pictures needed I ain’t buying liquor for you Leaving with her best friend Well it all depends on intention Good reception leads to neck and Sex but then again Texts from any friend Would’ve done me good When I was panicking Had to help myself from the damage Watching all the dummies who could they’re all vanishing Wash the hands of any proof that we were ever friends Watching all the bunnies hop like poof Oof Who I got left The same people who I trust with my left breast My family And we ain’t all blood But we’ll see some blood Before we give up We’ll leave you ugly Even stuck in a rug If I’m so inclined Make you recline And you die Just for speaking dumb to me And I don’t need your drums to tweak This a P-Tree beat It’s corny to say that you’re sweet Like peaches and plums I’m horny to see you deceased But please make me run I’m hoping your corpse is as gorgeous As I’m fantasizing And your pleas for help are a chorus But you’re paralyzed [Hook] Knee deep in the crap game plead the mission read and listen real division if needed We see what you can’t see Escape your vision pop out magician and eat your plate clean Knee deep in the rap gang please pay attention read and listen even if they act sane He’s weak she’s switching So plead the mission No brief intermission Bank$ what you gotta say [Bank$] I'm taking anything and everything there's profit in I'm profiting off of this pussy boxing it And making lots of dollars of they moms again I don't care for interference If it's veering from where I need it you can keep it Disappearance of the realest when I'm leaving No need for slut cunts and fucking demons Holy water wash my body I'm the fucking cleanest Its menacing my aspirations keep em fired up like we exist on venus bitch Even when it's 900 degrees in here they'll be sucking on my penis I'll be sweating beads while I'm off the lean and if I go and make a mess than you can clean it Need a wet wipe I'm a dickhead you don't mean shit to me I don't give a fuck about you you still gone gobble up my meat Bitch You are not sweet like peaches or plums I used you up made you leak was having fun But now I gotta run you fucking filthy swallow my cum one last time before I leave you I'll be the realest one too ever feed you Bitch I don't fucking need you You look like every other slut Please I’mma just laugh it up You're a stepping stone actually Not a fucking crutch You had evil love for me succubus that I'd feed Consumption of my nuts was all you did for me But the sex is not enough When the stress adding up I need some head in good bed and a bitch that only I can touch I got some friends we don't follow trends it's only the the real ones that i trust I got some plans involving some bands I- I think that I've said enough [Hook] Knee deep in the crap game plead the mission read and listen real division if needed We see what you can’t see Escape your vision pop out magician and eat your plate clean Knee deep in the rap gang please pay attention read and listen even if they act sane He’s weak she’s switching So plead the mission No brief intermission Get your stacks saved
9.	Dinner At The Casino 03:11	lyrics	buy track
[P-Tree] Let me get it straight That I don’t normally carry the eight But when I’ve warned you and you still betray Ignored me then I’m squaring the barrel With your narrow little rat face I’m tearing your weight in half Like you’re on the raft From castaway With weapons I only have to raise When I’m casting pain I plan to make your last Wasted gas Given to your vacuous brain Every time you breathe I want to hack you to grains Like broken glass Before I act I got some facts that need saying You thought you had an image I ripped it I saw you coming stripped it You thought you got my gift You’re all simple yet vindictive Would’ve fought like any of you lost if it came down to it Boss you around is more likely after giving a sound check Crack your neck Break your back Your last combative effect I turn a casual flick of my wrist You drop dead for all that you did Not just recording evil thoughts to be read This phrase is looking forward to being said Fuck you [Bank$] Sit the fuck down get to stomping man into the pavement I need payment do him heinous he pussy he dirty and stanking Throwing rank but when he see me he's shook pussy shaking In the backseat won't even speak cause he know if he step I'll leave him brainless So tell him shut your fucking mouth when you’re talking to me Got an idea don't give a fuck don't say it through them teeth Or I'm breaking em you a chip off my sleeve The way I'm getting money really filthy I'm a real hustler lil bitch You fumble the re up and wanna negotiate You are fucking weak You're nappy and simple minded a joke in these streets Little boy I could leave you breathless just to send a message but I'm chilling G Oh I've seen some profits Lots of objects for pounds that we ain't talking ominous Being cautious got options For how I off ya plenty demons and marksman Come and fuck with a sparatain We are Gods walking amongst some men Pussy boy you are harmless to me
10.	Extenuating Circumstance (Feat. SCUDI) 03:56	lyrics	buy track
[P-Tree] Pick up your act man it’s dusty as hell Why do you brag when you’re rusty as hell Why don’t you rap what you actually live Why do you act like you’re just kid Why don’t you put a mac in your rap lips And blast it Before you get your ass kicked Or hit with lead to get wasted Imagine your face On the after-nine news Cause this afternoon I blew your basement door open And I drilled a screw Passionately threw a few In the back of you dude You talk a lot about that But I’ll actually do it It’s not often that I snap But I’ll snap you in two If you need me to I’ll hack you and put you in acid After like it’s breaking bad But not with the bathtub You gave me the last laugh And you never had fun So give me a reason To take the trash out Guaranteed you’ll be bleeding If you got gats out Or we could scrap too [Bank$] I think that it's time I'm here for what's mine Fucking back up I'm shrinking crowns the peasants always shrivel and hide what's on your mind come and talk about it Whole lotta barking never biting cause you know I'm bout it You can't even look me in my eyes what's that some pride shit Am I damaging your ego with all of these diamonds Are you sour my employees told they ain't buying shit Are sitting up whining bout how shitty your life is Are you fucking stupid nah you simply foolish and childish Making me sick thinking bout shit that I shouldn't be proud of If it's me and you in a dark room who think would come out of it If I gave you a sharp tool you couldn't use it you coward But I promise I'm punching holes in you If it's me or you I’ll devour you Chewing em up they're power food off powder food That is factual I am actually rapping dude You ain't saying shit but I ain't mad at you [SCUDI] It’s a blessing to be underestimated Y’all can keep messing around while mines is elevating One wrong move your lineage get fully decimated I was reevaluating my cynicism and the bullshit getting spewed is proof my ego’s been fully renovated LSD tabs at the pool somethings off let’s dip and then the doubt crept in hit the reset switch my mind telling me I’m a bitch Then bravado crept in I wanted to be the big man and I was eager to prove it Based on insecurities my family influenced But they also gave me the confidence that I needed to do this Upset with my image felt i needed to reintroduce it Overcompensating yin and Yang out of balance Uneasy and greedy about the cards I was handed Only comfortable with extremes and my heart full of malice Replaying my memories like they were movie scenes My ancestors scream watching me reap what they sowed Second guess myself Am I moving how I’m supposed to Know now how unopposed i am by all of you And I got better things to do than disagree with you Brighter days are coming and lord knows that imma see em through So I’mma keep it pushing You push me I’ll send it through you Like Pazuzu I’m a demon I’m screaming that y’all the reason Never second guess again on account of you fucking cretins Lesser men tried to talk down on me look who’s eating All your time is up me banks Peter all in agreement You can call me narcissistic this optimism’s no weakness Usually I’m pacifistic these circumstances egregious
11.	Billy Bank$ 04:12	lyrics	buy track
[P-Tree] Middle finger first To the competition Since my dog left the matter of earth I can’t give him a visit Tryna spin the hurt To some rap shits not for digits Growing’s definitely the intention But I didn’t start as a midget I’d twist cigars with your spinach Without your permission of course If your shit was worth a good torch It ain’t mids it’s the floor lower than your dick tricking whore Who’s sick as a rhode Your spliffs smell like liquor You flick your bic might explode As I’m hitting the road [Bank$] I cant expedite this expedition Quit the ranting bitch you trippin Ratchet as they come I'll have her sucking dick for a mc chicken Bag it gotta run all the homies see me on a mission Let the city know I'm coming home equipped with lower digits Brand new numbers Brand names A dirty mental Fuck your feelings Fuck your life Back in NY and now I feel it Stepping off the plane get them bones chilly My first thought Go kill him then do this on your own Run it up and stack a whole million [P-Tree] See how you stack and you ain’t no killer See how you act just like an old chameleon You’re so civilian no opinion it’s a fact you’d be engulfed in it If I ever rose up and froze your ass wouldn’t even notice it My inner-scope is thick No interscope for this kid Cause my trigger finger itched And his skull got split from it I’m known for different shit But holy isn’t it I’ll leave you holey for quotes that you might’ve never said He talk I give him lead [Bank$] Fuck that If it walks I'll give it lead Don't talk fuck the quotes he might’ve said No matter what he did If it looks at us crooked p we leave it dead I won't regret it I think they'll get the message M'm carving dank across the breast I inscribed the neck He wrote tree apparently Not the first time a seed was in its throat Before it croaked This corpse was sucking dick bro [P-Tree] The cock’s his favorite pick and roll He stuffs them in his throat And doesn’t let them go Until they blow a load To him semen is gold I’ll beat him till he’s old And eating semen in his Cheerios I’m curious if he likes me to beat him or he’s furious I wonder if he wants to get me serious Cause if so he’s not hearing noise I’ll step up with my boys or solo Peel his nose off him Stuff where his feces goes When P-Tree shows up best believe you leave below Death is only what he bestows So don’t leave your door open Cause he could creep in slow Freaks in tow or not No need to throw a hot message just a shot left him dropped breathless [Bank$] I get a call I'm in St. Lou Tacoma rolling navy blue Through the city We at the arch it's mom I say “what it do” She said "nothing much I'm at home and safe Your brother working nothings changed Except one thing ry I have some news" I said “okay what's poppin today's the 8th what could've changed Your voice breaking you switching tone it's sounding strange What you got say are you okay" She said "I'm alright but here's the thing it's hank I'm sorry but he passed away yesterday a homicide Some kid named Walter shot him point blank" I knew I should’ve let my phone ring
12.	Can I Get My Mind Back? 03:41	lyrics	buy track
[Hook] Ayo can I get my mind back (Can I get my mind back) Ayo can I get my mind back (Can I please get my mind back) Ayo can I get my mind back (Can I please just get my mind back) Ayo can I get my mind back (Give me my fucking mind back) [P-Tree] Just give me my fucking shit back Traded it for your shitbag lifestyle No givebacks from biting my breath Your crooked off-white smile Inviting your death But I ain’t the type To wanna deliver Unless I prescribed a threat Unlikely event If so you deserve it for sure You for instance You procured a can of whooping Then snuck off to explore More dicks and distance Like we didn’t exist Well really good riddance I just wish I’d had a minute For you to listen And for me to let it out How much you’re due affliction I had dreams of us let down Just like you I’m guessing But I didn’t sneak and move out Fucking other women I admitted to you that I had slipped up once You caused a bigger scene than I had ever seen I found out you had cheated first After a couple months So your psychotic ass was lying through teeth All I’m asking please Give me my mind back [Hook] Ayo can I get my mind back (Can I get my mind back) Ayo can I get my mind back (Can I please get my mind back) Ayo can I get my mind back (Can I please just get my mind back) Ayo can I get my mind back (Give me my fucking mind back) [Bank$] Left me on the curb when I needed you Thinking it's a damn shame cause I would bleed for her Through and through Eventually waging war A concept that you adore Anyway you can diminish my prestige Oh I see you Through and through Internally I'm deprived Eternal love has subsided It's over ain't no more trying You're colder than dry ice I'm through Through with you You boxed me in and I'm tired You broke me to many times You knot me up when I'm untied You loosen up when I'm tight I'm through Done with you babe [Hook] Ayo can I get my mind back (Can I get my mind back) Ayo can I get my mind back (Can I please get my mind back) Ayo can I get my mind back (Can I please just get my mind back) Ayo can I get my mind back (Give me my fucking mind back)
13.	Black Magic 03:20	lyrics	buy track
[P-Tree] I think it’s fair for me to say I’m a bit grumpy Cause looking back it’s hard to not wonder Was I under a spell the whole time Or was it true love at one time If I had to bet on it I bet you loved me but hated me right I know you hate me cause you loved me You say you faked it when you’d cum But I don’t give a fuck I nutted when I wanted Made you lick it off my thumb and your arm Like the bum that you are Now I’m on my way to becoming a star I was before but now I’m farther I’m so glad you ain’t make me a father Thanking god they put me in that cop car Before I offed you You just offer longer suffering And wondering whether or not I’m a fucking Insane lunatic stretched my brain noodle thin stressed the days’ll do to me the same thing they all do to him do him in wasn’t due but strange ways can weigh Who can say which ones are stranger Days ached on the papers to fake praise from some Jake strangers that’s my thank you man I’d rather have haters [Bank$] I think I hate that I loved you I knew I couldn't trust you Burdened me too long Turned love and lust for you into dust And hoping that your tortured Mutilated beaten down and ordered By the diety's you worship To slaughter yourself Suicidal ooh I hope you are And cutting every inch of skin your body harbors Hide it with your sleeves and believe that your going farther Than stuck living harder Than you ever had too with me Why you treat me so awful like garbage Using up the next bag already You dirty and slutting your way through life and seem unbothered Maybe cause you father Left you at a young age and you abused your freedom getting off With neighbors who are way older and smarter But pretending like they raped you bitch you’re the one that called him over Hopped out the window you offered and probably played with his balls like Spalding Swallowed it up and left the yard You lying just trying to frame a man as monster When the realest know that you play the part You’re evil not smart [P-Tree] Bitch Who are you kidding tryna fuck With these little cyanide poppers Don’t hide behind choppers Don’t mean we don’t get em It means we’re living what we talk Unlike any other smut talking honky lil bitch Who gets picked up and he’s the first talking Behind the fence he’s the loudest barking When I get in his face he’s apologizing I kid of course cause If I got in his face On no good graces I bet he’d wish the cage Was all he got To give our information I’m a sick patient I’ll put his thoughts on vacation Where’s he going Heaven knows This is his liberation On my deliberation No incarceration But I’ll be praying The lord don’t hold me for slaying him Or for all the planning did I hope I get to live to repent all my past aggressions I hope the powers that give the gifts don’t hate me in heaven I feel in my heart and my soul and my head That they did best to let us choose direction And love us all with no question [Bank$] Why am I even on this When I'm really off this I'm getting tired of wasting time And making lines About you honest Why waste my breath At least it's never stopping unless Cardiac arrest do me in from stressing The shit you did and keeping it with me I know what I said and I know that you miss me But please stop with fake accounts and tryna hit me up You slut I wanna fuck you up That don't make me hard it means that I'm broken When morals start to fading and my mind is left wide open I don't give a fuck I don't give a fuck what God thinks of me I don't fucking care You can't accept that than send me where it's warm mother fuckers I'm sick of how cold it is here You're all just as fucking cold weather You spend eternity rotting or being praised won't change shit I don't give a fuck about these people anymore I'm tired of wasting time thinking about these fucking stupid cunts brains work Fuck that shit
14.	Wrong Road 02:30	lyrics	buy track
[P-Tree] I guess I need to learn Flipping all the time Because I need to burn Clipping on the thyme Because I need it later Guessing I’ll be even worse Stress sticking to me like a now and later Sticking to your teeth Got cavities for sure Personalities And certain strategies Can cause fatalities Un-curtain how you be To be cured Cause malice hiding underneath your t shirt Don’t need much research To be unearthed One smell of the beast The tea is served Peace … [Bank$] How many times I had you How many times I offered How often did I come pick you up And bring your ass some water When yo mama ain't buy yall nothing And them pipes was frozen over I stayed solid You didn't give me options You ain't polished You've got plenty grooves and cracks I've seen them all Even heavy grit couldn't smooth Or sooth the suffering that you brought. I'm just knowing that it ain't easy And I'm just hoping you can't reach me On my phone 283 99…
15.	Live and Let Grow (Pack Dried Up) 05:13	lyrics	buy track
[Bank$] I can't crop them out the picture Keep em near my heart with bold intentions Golden tension on my rose extension Link my necklace precious adolescence I learned some lessons quick Diamond coated broken kid Lit up like electric Told I'm fortunate to have it I'm blessed Truth say this from all the work I did Put myself through hell too manifest this shit Spending reckless expensive expression Gems and fancy stepping Cause we never thought that we could have this shit Sitting thinking [Hook] I got nowhere to go My life is a show And the characters know it They stare in the open Just hoping I’ll give them some air time no Cause this ain’t their time no Don’t wanna share what I’m owed Get to the gold fuck the goalie and all of the pigs that patrolling just live and let grow can’t control it Live and let go can’t control it Live and let grow I got nowhere to go My life is a show And the characters know it They stare in the open Just hoping I’ll give them some air time no Cause this ain’t their time no Don’t wanna share what I’m owed Get to the gold fuck the goalie and all of the pigs that patrolling just live and let go can’t control it Live and let grow can’t control it Live and let grow Live and let go [P-Tree] I I love my life But i’ve been up and down Constant bumps and bouncing Is there something coming round for me I don’t really think there’s nothing out there for me I just get dramatic when i tell my stories No exaggeration no I’m not phony Don’t know about these other folks But better watch your tone with me Who the fuck are you to say that I ain’t coming up I’m working on a million things I’m turning everything I see vermillion Blazing every trail watch for the flames Won’t stop till the drop top Limo what I’m getting driven in While I’m getting top nonstop From a non-thot lady Making me wanna spin the rims This shit make me feel like I’m kid Unaware of all the ill intent That’s preserved in Damn near every person With an urge to give me an introduction I’m sick of the nonsense what the fuck man I’m tired of feeling like fleeing But stay where I be cause there’s no place for me [Hook] I got nowhere to go My life is a show And the characters know it They stare in the open Just hoping I’ll give them some air time no Cause this ain’t their time no Don’t wanna share what I’m owed Get to the gold fuck the goalie and all of the pigs that patrolling just live and let grow can’t control it Live and let go can’t control it Live and let grow I got nowhere to go My life is a show And the characters know it They stare in the open Just hoping I’ll give them some air time no Cause this ain’t their time no Don’t wanna share what I’m owed Get to the gold fuck the goalie and all of the pigs that patrolling just live and let go can’t control it Live and let grow can’t control it Live and let grow Live and let go [Bank$] Live and let go Reap what you sow Please don't hold onto whatever don't serve you Just let it go Live and you grow The more that you know Mistakes feel better When you let them unfold How they're meant to I've been bent to no return Turned you over my mental Burning it was intentional well My tables earned it's not a rental Speeding crucial thoughts Got me swerving off This crucible we got ourselves into Love ain't fair we all know [Together] Moving forward that's growth Gotta live and let go Live and let go Live and let Live and let go Live and let grow Even when you got nowhere to go [Hook] I got nowhere to go My life is a show And the characters know it They stare in the open Just hoping I’ll give them some air time no Cause this ain’t their time no Don’t wanna share what I’m owed Get to the gold fuck the goalie and all of the pigs that patrolling just live and let grow can’t control it Live and let go can’t control it Live and let grow I got nowhere to go My life is a show And the characters know it They stare in the open Just hoping I’ll give them some air time no Cause this ain’t their time no Don’t wanna share what I’m owed Get to the gold fuck the goalie and all of the pigs that patrolling just live and let go can’t control it Live and let grow can’t control it Live and let grow Live and let go
16.	Speakeasy 04:13	lyrics	buy track
[P-Tree] So many sessions spent ripping them alive So many weapons I’ve been itching to try Too many suggestions, objections and testing When I’m dope sick fly and I’m not guessing I know it I’m the best at my life I’m an ex to some thighs They got a nest to get what’s next I swear the chested is sly Protect your neck and bring a tech If you know what’s good for you right Don’t gotta be booked to know I’m good But that’s not keeping the lights lit I feel worse off than a side chick In a field no corn but some frightening Eye tricks I know I’m sick But no nitro sticks I can’t blow off this music grind So many question filling up And polluting my mind like Will I get through it in time How many days am I gonna be stuck in this hell hole How many days wondering will I be well enough How many bumps am I gonna get from their elbows How many tapes I’ll make Before something bubbles up How many ways can I lay it on the paper Before the wide view gets a taper How many lives gotta end Before I see the fruit of my labor How many lies get defended Before I find my route to the savior Before I climb the roof of the station Before I stain the pavement Before I do I say I love you And don’t lose the greatness Doing is contagious You gotta stay tenacious But it’s hard when they’re ostentatious and racist They want a free ride They all hide behind the matrix And all their tries are basic And yet tasteless But if it’s one soldier armed Against a million men with no arms Eventually the soldier goes and makes his faux pa And then he’s ageless [Bank$] You'll never know the things We've been through with these lames Running in reverse rehearsals over meet your fate. The very news of you left some tears in my mattress seams And I hate that I'm actually Stuck in this crap game, without you backing me But I'll let it pile up Cause you the one who held me down for nothing Got all my brothers with us accept a couple And that's the struggle Tryna keep ourselves from trouble But it always finds us Some of us are blinded By the shiny lights and diamonds They want recognition for making it this far Praise them for not dying No I've been taking losses and crying out premonitions I have visions extensions of my reality And they always happen And they never listen Now we can never fix it Just gotta keep living How can we forgive And still hold on to our pride How can we cry together How do we know when love has truly subsided How do I get time back My most valuable prize How do we lie Consumption of any drug we can find But I ain't die yet. So who gon’ die next Man it's always something It's always someone you don't expect I'd like to end my life with no regrets So I'll always say what needs to be said And I flip regret to a check And messages For yall to hear and perceive instead That's what get me out the bed Every morning when I'm mourning grief I can't keep it in but I need kief In the bong to get me high again. So I can forget for a minute And Speakeasy Me and Tree getting deep And working on letting out all our inner demons Every line within reason And has more meaning Than you could ever imagine We’re making it happen We’re some passionate craftsmen Go head and track the progress You can find us making art in the park right where we started Through all the nonsense we keep it marching

about

This tape was a collaborative effort brought to the world by
P-Tree (Peter Boger) & Bank$ (Ryan Bank$)

This is the full length, album version. For just the songs, check out the version on Bank$ Bandcamp:
dankbanks.bandcamp.com/album/through-the-cracks-just-the-songs

credits

released August 20, 2022

All of the lyrics were written by Peter Boger & Ryan Banks

All of the Instrumentals were produced by Peter Boger

Special thanks to Solace Bowden, Larry Woods and Anthony Scuderi for contributing.

Solace Bowden: solace-music.bandcamp.com/music
- Helped with production on track 8
- Helped with production and vocals on track 14.

Larry Woods: weeddontcare.bandcamp.com
- Helped with guitarwork on track 6

Anthony Scuderi: soundcloud.com/scudiproductions
- Verse 3 on track 10